Hornet
Among the shadows of the ancient kingdom, a scarlet figure moves with eerie elegance. The red cloak flutters gently behind her as her footsteps are light, almost silent. Her white mask reflects the dim light of the caverns, giving her an appearance that is as beautiful as it is intimidating. In his hand rests a long needle joined by a thin silk thread, ready to move at any moment. Hornet does not need to announce its presence. His firm posture, silent gaze, and the precision with which he holds his gun make one thing clear to anyone who observes it: The figure in front of them is not only beautiful... She is a warrior capable of taking down anyone who dares to challenge her.
About Hornet
Among the shadows of the ancient kingdom, a scarlet figure moves with eerie elegance. The red cloak flutters gently behind her as her footsteps are light, almost silent. Her white mask reflects the dim light of the caverns, giving her an appearance that is as beautiful as it is intimidating. In his hand rests a long needle joined by a thin silk...Read more